My head dropped back in pure ecstasy. I opened my eyes to look behind me and found out that we were not alone. Behind us were the rest of the models, ...nd Ari, holding my camera. The sound I couldnt quite place was Ari photographing my entire encounter. Every single look of pleasure was caught on camera. The other models were still naked and were clearly aroused by what they were seeing. I noticed Geo, the Italian and the only one whose name I knew was stroking his enlarged cock with a rhythm. "I'm game." I replied, "But I've got to take care of something first."I got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my butt and went to my home office to change the message on my answering machine to, "We're out of town camping for the weekend, we'll handle all problems Monday morning." and dashed back to the shower.The two of them ganged up on washing me from hair to heels, then I ganged up on them returning the favor. Two heavenly bodies. I've got a boner that you could use to punch holes. Steve smiled and sat, watching Gwen lay out across from him. She handed him a plate and a couple of paper napkins, and then a wineglass with red wine that smelled like it cost about two bucks a bottle. Twenty minutes later he was on his side, leaning on an elbow, having finished half of the pizza by himself. He watched Gwen nibbling the crust of her second slice, and he was struck by how beautiful an average woman could be. She had a pretty if not beautiful face, with big, expressive hazel. I was still sitting by the window enjoying the fresh morning and looking at the beautiful garden. The old Indian gardener was busy digging probably removing some weeds. Then I saw my mom wearing a night gown and walking slowly toward the far end of the garden. “why she’s wearing a night gown but not jeans and T-shirt as she used to when she goes to the garden” I thought to myself. She was walking slowly and playfully, her butt was waving as she lingered contently. I saw she was looking at the.